The popular girls

Run. Run away and don’t come back. No-body wants you here. You’re just a little freak.


I’ve been at this school for two weeks and you already feel threatened by me. You strut around like you own the place, like you are in your own kingdom and everyone should bow down to you as if you were a queen. Well guess what you’re not and will never be. You’ll grow up; forgetting that you tormented and tyrannized the people that supposedly worshiped you. You were the queen bee of the school, the social butterfly. I’ve seen your species everywhere and you’re all the same. The pretty, wealthy and manipulative bitch that lives through the pain she spreads. What kind of life must that be? To be that damaged that you have to pass on that pain to someone else so that you can be happy, if you could even call it that. Yes I’m different. Yes I have scars. Yes I keep to myself but that does not make me a freak. It makes me, me and if you have a problem with that then you know where you can go. You think sending a little note will scare me? Make me listen to you and collapse at your feet? No it doesn’t. I’m here until the end so deal with it. Do you think I care about your kingdom? Maybe I should. Maybe I’ll stop your little tyranny over the people of this school. Maybe I’ll rule your little kingdom and give freedom back. Give people the freedom to do what they like, sit where they like, wear what they like. Time is running out for you and people are tired of it. I’m tired of people like you so I’m not running. You are. I’ll give you a head start but once that’s run out you best be warned. I have nothing to lose but you do. You have everything to lose. Piece by piece I’ll take it all. So sweetheart, start running.

Imaginary friend

Hey what are you doing? Don't get rid of that, we have so many memories from that! No don't box it up. Hey stop! You're making me disappear. You're forgetting about me. Please stop. I don’t want to go. I know you need to grow up everyone does but that doesn't mean I have to go. Please... I don’t want to go to that place. I don’t have long left but you can change your mind. My time is running short. I understand now. Maybe I'll see you again? please don’t forget...


80 years later...


She closed her eyes and the image of an old friend came to mind. "Hello friend. Not long now."

The three little pigs

I am the last pig in the three little pigs story and this is what really happened.
One day my friends (Jim and Jay) and I were shopping for ways to better our houses. Jim found straw, Jay found wood and I found brick. Later that day we had all finished and retired for the night.

The next day a wolf came through our little town. He sauntered to Jim's house and demanded to be let in. "No chance" Jim called and the wolf ran at the house knocking it over and swallowed Jim whole.
The following day the wolf went to Jay's house. The same thing happened and he swallowed Jay whole. I knew the next day it would be my turn but I had a plan.

The following day the wolf demanded to be let in my house. "No chance" I called and then the wolf tried the way that proved successful before but instead bounced from my walls. He refused to give in and climbed my roof where he climbed down the chimney and at the bottom he looked at me and then down the barrel of my gun. I shot him and there he laid dead.

It may have been a second, half a second, but it changed everything

The man, his wrists bounded behind him and his ankles tied in many loops; laid on the floor in a foetal position after collapsing for what seemed like hours ago. “Where is she?” he yelled kicking the man on the floor with every word. Coughing and spluttering
he tried to speak that he did not know. He thought she would be here by now but he was wrong. However he could not state this. He could not stop his torture. Another kick to the stomach caused more shooting pain up his chest. “They’ll be nothing left of you by the time she gets here” he stated pulling a knife from his pocket. “No” the man whispered. Kicks hurt but they were temporary what would happen next would destroy him. “Bring it” he yelled at the two standing behind the man on the floor as he tried to stand. “This will hurt you more than anything else will” he whispered leaning down and striking his leg with the knife causing a cut across his thigh. He was then handed a bottle which he proceeded to pour onto the wound. The man screamed in agony. “I’ll ask you again. Where is she?” The man just shook his head the pain had dulled but was still there. “Hold him down” he spoke to the masked two “I’ll give you one more chance. Tell me or you’ll start losing body parts” “I don’t know” the man whispered petrified
on the knife that was centimetres from his cheek. “Fine” the man took the knife and slammed it down on to the floor, slicing his finger off. The man screamed and screamed and screamed. “Shut him up” the masked men picked him up and shoved a gag into his mouth.
“Now that is nothing to what will happen if you don’t tell me where she is hiding” “I don’t know I don’t know I don’t know” the man repeated crying behind the gag. “This is endless” he muttered “how can you not know where she is? You were with her this morning
so WHERE IS SHE?” the man screamed into the man’s face. His face contorted in pain as the man pulled the knife back blood dripping from it. The masked men dropped him on to the stone floor as his life began to drain away. “You can still be saved. Just takes one call” he suggested calmly. The bang of a door was heard “hm interesting” he stated pulling a gun and aiming it at the man dying
slowly on the floor. “You’re too late” he stated to the figure coming closer to him, he smiled wickedly and pulled the trigger consecutively shooting the man first in the leg, then arm then finally the chest. “NO!” she screamed and ran forward trying to block the last bullet but it entered his head before she even moved a step. Collapsing by him she held him in her arms as his eyes stared blankly up at her.

It may have been a second, half a second, but it changed everything.

Little Red

Down a long and narrow path through the dark and twisted forest stood a cottage. Surrounding the door to this cottage was ivy and black roses. Through the front window next to the door, a little old woman could be seen in her rocking chair. She stared at the blank TV screen as she swung back and forward, back and forward waiting. Waiting for the knock on the door that promised her freedom.
A young girl sauntered into the dark and twisted forest following what she had been taught to do. The name of who she was visiting was tied to the woven basket she held in her hand with a death grip so not to drop the bottle of wine or cake. The girl was known as little red. She got her name from the cloak she wore which was the colour of blood; her face never seen due to the hood that shielded her from the world.

A snap of a branch alerted the huge beast to it's next meal. The girl continued along her way dodging the cracks and missing pieces of the path when the beast leapt in front of her with his teeth baring. "Lunch" he growled stepping closer to the girl yet she did not even flinch. Instead she pulled down her hood and stared into the beast cold black eyes. Fear rose in them as he realized who it was, turning he fled from the path. The girl put her hood back up and continued along the path.
After the long walk little red reached the cottage with the ivy and black roses surrounding the door. Little red knocked on the door and the quiet voice called out "little red please come in". Opening the door she saw the little old woman sitting in the rocking chair waiting patiently. Little red walked to the tiny table that stood next to the chair and placed the basket on it. Taking out the wine she poured it into a glass and handed it to the woman. "Thank you my dear" the woman whispered and downed the wine. Little red then handed the woman the cake. Little red then took down her hood and declared "you're free". The woman looked up at the ceiling and shut her eyes. Forever at peace.

Carrying her basket which held the empty bottle the girl strolled back through the forest when the beast again leapt in front of her. The beast stepped forward into the light and was seen for the first time not a beast but a wolf. "You will be my last meal because then I will be free." The girl only sighed in response, pulled down her hood and stared again into the wolfs eyes "you're free". His eyes slowly lost the light in them and the wolf collapsed on the path in front of her. Little red stepped around the corpse of the wolf after all her job wasn't over. She was the angel of death.